The honeysuckle was everywhere the day the letter arrived, like heat. Wild roses bloomed in hedges of tendrils and perfume. There were… — Cathleen Schine Copy Share Image
Love letters lack taste. No restraint: falling off cliffs, going up in flames. — Cathleen Schine Copy Share Image
a letter ... changes utterly the moment it slips inside an envelope. It stops being mine. It becomes yours. What I mean… — Cathleen Schine Copy Share Image
All these years I've had a story in my mind, the story about us that never really existed. And because of that story, I've… — Cathleen Schine Copy Share Image
Female Chauvinist Pigs is smart, alarming, and extremely funny. With nuance and humor, Levy has written both a convincing expos of sex and desire… — Cathleen Schine Copy Share Image
One of my favorite passages in 'Leaves of Grass,' that breathless, exuberant poem so rich and full of innocence and joy and generosity and… — Cathleen Schine Copy Share Image
In my stunted career as a scholar, I'd read promissory notes, papal bulls and guidelines for Inquisitorial interrogation. Dante, too. Boccaccio... But after 1400? Nihil. — Cathleen Schine Copy Share Image
Nathaniel Rich wrote 'Odds Against Tomorrow' well before Hurricane Sandy and its surge crashed onto the isle of Manhattan, well before the streets were… — Cathleen Schine Copy Share Image
I do all my shopping on the Web. I do much of my research online. I have a blog, too. It is definitely a… — Cathleen Schine Copy Share Image
“It was not that the woman boasted. Quite the opposite. She was modest to a fault, the fault being she insinuated her modesty, deftly,… — Cathleen Schine Copy Share Image
Alice Munro is not only revered, she is cherished, her stories handled lovingly, turned over and over, gazed at and studied and breathed in… — Cathleen Schine Copy Share Image
